Zero Days Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect Match Chapter 134: The Day Nothing Happened Spring arrived quietly. The snow melted. The trees bloomed. The city exchanged gray skies for sunlight. Life continued. Months had passed since the end of the dream. Months since the final choice. Months since reality had stepped beyond the cycle. And on a perfectly ordinary Tuesday morning— nothing happened. Absolutely nothing. No emergencies. No strange messages. No unexpected revelations. Just a normal day. Ama woke up late.

Finally, in an abandoned warehouse in New Jersey, he was cornered by a team of hired professional cleaners. The report included photos of the scene. Damian had died a pathetic death in a hail of gunfire. His body lay mangled on the cold concrete floor. Even in death, his hand was still clamped tight around that ruby ring—the gift that was never received. I finished reading the message and calmly hit Delete. After clearing the digital trash, I walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the manor. The Michigan sun streamed through the glass, wrapping me in a comfortable warmth. I looked down and gently rested my hand on the slight swell of my abdomen.

She reached for him not to kiss, not to hold. Just to touch his hand once. And said: “Don’t try to save me in there. Just don’t be the reason I burn.” Nova hadn’t slept in 39 hours. Not really. Not since the moment she decrypted the purge list and saw her name printed in clean, government-standard font. Zhao, Nova Scheduled: Phase II – Entry #03 Purge Protocol: SABLE-NULL She didn’t panic. She didn’t run. She sat in front of a dead terminal, cracked her knuckles, and began writing code.

0076: Dear Handsome and Strong Evil Spirit 007: Treasure Hunt 0078: Small Dk Joe 0079: I Know It Is You 0080; This Is Your World! 0081: The White Lady's Request 0082: We Did Not Kill HIm 0083: It Was Never An Error To Begin With _______ END of BOOK 1

As I sat in the dimly lit room, still reeling from Lynn's shocking revelations, a rush of conflicting emotions coursed through my veins. Zea, the woman I had come to love and trust, was now at the centre of a dark and dangerous secret. Lynn's words echoed in my mind, urging me to take action, to confront the unthinkable truth that Zea may be part of a group planning to assassinate the president.

~BELLUS POV~ The feeling of being alone and unwanted. Why am I living? What I am living for? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's been 2 days since I got discharged at the hospital and I am doing great, although the bickering and teasing with Pawell and Keith seems fun, it was kind of boring these days, plus the weather was still cold. It was almost my birthday and I can guess that it would turn out to be an ordinary day, maybe my parents would just send me some gifts like before.

Dead on impact. The Reaper felt bad for me—said I didn't deserve to go out like that. Gave me seven days. One last shot to say goodbye. When I came back, it was already dark. I kept thinking—I wish I had wings. Maybe they were waiting. But under the moonlight, as I got closer, I saw through the dining room window— Alex, sitting between my parents. Brian and Ruby, side by side. Red wine. Fancy food. Everyone dressed like they were starring in a holiday ad.

Chapter 67 Days passed in a blur for Zuri. Each morning brought a new layer of uncertainty, a new ache in her heart as the weight of her situation grew heavier. The silence of the safe house had once been comforting, but now it felt like a suffocating reminder of how trapped she truly was. The world beyond those walls was full of whispers, lies, and enemies who wanted her destroyed. And yet, for the first time in weeks, she could feel a flicker of hope—though faint, it was there.

When I returned home, it was late. I washed up quickly and headed to bed. I had terrible nightmares the entire night. I woke up the next day to birds chirping outside the window, welcoming a brand-new day. Six more days were left until I completely lost my memories. I got out of bed with a slight headache and a fever. I headed downstairs groggily to get some medicine. At the bottom of the stairs, I saw Raven toppling a huge Lego set I placed in the living room. Pieces of bricks were scattered all over the floor.

Tyson smirked. “31 Days.” Chance affirmed. “Which Day was today”? He asked. “Ninth.” Dr. Tyson added. “Twenty two days to go, man I am gonna savor these.” with a devilish smirk, Chance declared.